A few minutes ago I thought I would check my tracking number for my Stormtrooper delivery. On Wednesday it was still labeled as "Left hub in Sacremento, CA" or something to that effect so I was crossing my fingers that it would state tomorrow was still the delivery date. Imagine my surprise to see it was DELIVERED today!! CRAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yup, delivered to the store room at the paper mill. The same frickin' place Brent's Gree helmet went to (which turned out okay since I was at work at the time). Of course, now it is too late to get a hold of anyone since it is closed. To make matters worse, there is no email from stores to me stating that they have "something with a purchase order number that doesn't match anything in our system
". So, I am patiently waiting for my husband to use his influence to have someone open stores to see if they can find my box. He told me (and I quote) "What the hell were you thinking...having it delivered to the storeroom?". I hated to point out that I DIDN'T but it doesn't really matter now. UPDATE:
The delivery lady unlocked my office and put it inside and then locked it back up again. Thank goodness Linda was on delivery duty and knows me